Cleaning up the dormitory area

A long queue formed in front of the registration desk, and Li Ya and the other three women worked together seamlessly.

Li Ya, Su Yun, and the twin sisters were responsible for registering and asking various questions, while Bai Xin focused her attention to discern the truth or falsehood in the words.

Having been intimidated by Lin Chen's earlier actions, the team became much more orderly.

Seeing that the recruitment was on track, Lin Chen didn't linger. He pointed to Zhou Xiaomin, Zhang Jing, and five others: "The rest of you stay to assist. You six, come with me."

The objective is clear: dormitory area, crystal core.

He turned and disappeared into the shadows of the corridor, followed closely by the six women, their footsteps menacing.

……

More than ten minutes later, the seven people stepped into the dormitory area.

The space suddenly opened up before them, a stark contrast to the closed and oppressive atmosphere of the teaching building. Dozens of zombies wandered aimlessly in the open space between the buildings, their roars echoing in the damp air.

The stench of decay mixed with the metallic stench of blood and rain permeated every inch of the space. The ground was soaked to a dark red by the rain, and the murky puddles reflected the gray sky and ghostly shadows.

This time, Lin Chen didn't let his team members test the waters, nor did he devise any tactics.

He simply stopped in front of the damp open space between the buildings and slowly drew his long Tang sword. As the blade was drawn, a clear, low hum rang out, and its gleaming light shone with a cold, sharp glint even under the gray sky.

The next second, he moved.

Stepping into the horde of corpses, his figure moved as swiftly as an arrow released from a bow, without the slightest hesitation or reservation.

Previously a member of the Hammerchain team, he had always suppressed most of his strength. But now, with time pressing and the area vast, he finally shed all restraints—

He possesses four extraordinary abilities, three of which are at level two, and one of which is a rare S-level extraordinary physique.

With the combined amplification of his four abilities, his actual combat strength is no less than that of an ordinary level three ability user. At the very beginning of the apocalypse, such strength would be nothing short of overwhelming against slow-moving, instinct-driven level one zombies.

The knife rises, the knife falls.

The movements are both extremely simple and extremely sharp.

There are no fancy techniques, only the most direct and efficient killing spree. The Tang sword transforms into a silvery arc of death, each flash precisely grazing the zombie's most vulnerable neck or head.

Those ferocious level one zombies fell to the ground before him like stalks of wheat waiting to be harvested in an autumn field.

The speed was too fast; the figure left a blurry afterimage in the horde of corpses, and wherever it passed, blood mist exploded one after another, like brief but cruel crimson flowers blooming against a gray background. The rain quickly washed away the thick blood, as if even heaven and earth were silent before this efficient and chilling massacre.

Behind them, Zhou Xiaomin, Zhang Jing, and the other six women were already dumbfounded.

"So... Brother Lin didn't use his full strength at all?" Wang Ting murmured, her voice filled with disbelief.

Ma Xiaoyan's knuckles turned white, and besides shock, there was also an indescribable tremor in her eyes: "The difference... is just too great."

Further away, the tightly closed, blood-stained windows of the student dormitory building were quietly pushed open a crack. The survivors hiding inside stared blankly through the crack at the figure that looked like a god descending to earth on the open ground below.

Alone with his sword, he moved through dozens, even hundreds, of corpses as if they were nothing. The glint of his blade mingled with the rain of blood, illuminating his cold, handsome profile, his brows furrowed with absolute confidence and control.

Many girls instinctively held their breath, their eyes following the figure involuntarily, their cheeks slightly flushed. Fear remained, but another, more complex emotion—awe of absolute power, and even a secret longing and thrill—was quietly growing.

Lin Chen seemed to think that the zombies weren't gathering fast enough and that the cleanup efficiency could still be improved. With a thought, he took out a huge speaker from his spatial storage, casually placed it on the roof of an abandoned car, and pressed play.

"The vast horizon is my love—flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills—"

The deafeningly loud "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Trend" exploded into the air! This square dance anthem, with its strong rhythm and penetrating power, seemed incredibly out of place in this deathly silent, post-apocalyptic campus, yet it also possessed a kind of absurd and shocking force.

The zombie horde, extremely sensitive to sound, surged forth from every corner of the dormitory building, adjacent roads, and behind any cover, like iron filings drawn by a magnet! The roars coalesced into a chilling sonic wave, and the dark mass of zombies swarmed toward the sound source, growing larger and larger, almost forming a moving "wall of corpses."

When the density of the horde of corpses reached an astonishing level, Lin Chen's lips curled into a cold smile.

His mind raced again—

"BOOM!!!"

A deafening roar, deep and muffled, suddenly erupted! The earth trembled violently!

A blue standard shipping container, weighing tens of tons and over ten meters long, appeared out of nowhere above the densest part of the horde of corpses, like a giant hammer thrown by a god, and crashed down with terrifying kinetic energy!

"Pfft—Crack—!"

The sickening cracking of bones and the dull thuds of flesh being crushed blended together. At least a hundred zombies huddled together were instantly turned into mincemeat by this sudden behemoth!

Blood splattered violently in a radial pattern, staining the surrounding ground, walls, and even low-hanging tree branches a shocking dark red. The heavy container was even slightly embedded in the ground, and one can only imagine what lay beneath.

This horrifying scene not only caused the survivors peeking from the distant dormitory building to scream in terror, but even the six female team members behind Lin Chen, who were already used to life and death, couldn't help but gasp and turn pale.

Wang Ting subconsciously pulled a bag of plain sunflower seeds from the side pocket of her backpack, stiffly cracked one open, and muttered, "This...this isn't clearing out zombies...this is just a one-sided massacre performance..."

"Give me some too." Ma Xiaoyan reached out her hand, but her eyes were fixed on Lin Chen's back as he once again swung his knife and charged into the sparsely populated group of corpses.

Seeing this, the others also gathered around. In the blink of an eye, the six of them formed a small circle and started eating sunflower seeds in the open space of the dormitory area, which was littered with corpses and bloodshed.

The scene was utterly absurd, yet it truly reflected their current predicament—faced with an absolute disparity in strength, the combat skills and teamwork they had previously trained for seemed utterly useless, and they had truly become mere spectators.

Against the backdrop of blood rain, flashing blades, and absurd background music, Lin Chen's figure appeared even more powerful, mysterious, and even possessed a deadly allure. His tall, upright posture and swift, swift movements, with raindrops dripping from his sharply defined jawline, exuded a composure and strength beneath his cold exterior that held an irresistible impact on women in dire straits, yearning for protection.

Having just cleared out the last dense horde of zombies attracted by the sound system, Lin Chen sheathed his sword and looked back, only to see his six teammates leisurely eating sunflower seeds.

"What are you looking at?" he shouted, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Hurry up and lure out any scattered zombies or those hiding in the dorms! Can't you see this area is almost cleared out?"

"Oh! Right away!" The six girls snapped out of their daze, hurriedly stuffing the sunflower seeds back into their pockets, their faces slightly flushed, feeling embarrassed at being "caught." They quickly dispersed, running towards more distant areas and the dark dormitory building entrances.

After that, the division of labor was clear and efficient: the six women lured the enemy and scouted out the remaining zombies hiding deep in the building or in the corner; Lin Chen was in charge of killing them, quickly clearing them out with overwhelming strength.